very weird

what do you do when you woke up at 7am and have a 8am flight to catch? my horoscope for the day read, "Somehow, you've got to avoid the temptation to worry too much over today's oddly stressful encounters. You're not seeing signs of anything to come -- it's all just random fluctuations."

What do you mean by random fluctutation?!?! but they got it right, yesterday was hell of a day. quite literally, i jumped out of the bed, absolutely no time for toilet and wash up.. i got myself dressed in speed of light and flew out of the house. my 3 levels of "protection" all failed, my mum forgotten to give me the morning call, the taxi driver felt asleep, and my alarm couldn't wake me up..

so anyway, got on the taxi and time read 7.06am.. i battled the usual CTE jam and switched to PIE which was relatively ok for the morning towards airport.. so, my second "oddly stressful encounter".. i got off at the wrong terminal. Silkair is in terminal 2, and at 7.25am, i was in terminal 1.. the taxi left and tell you, at that moment, i could really stabbed myself to death.. i sprinted like a fat ass.. towards the end of terminal 1 to catch the skytrain towards terminal 2.. some how the skytrain was not travelling as fast as before.

7.30am.. row 1 of terminal 2.. and the bloddy silkair check-in counter is row 11.. which is fucking at the end of terminal two, my adreneline could only carry me to row 4 and the rest was on pure air.. by the time i reached the counter.. 7.35am.. 25 min to flight.. totally shagged.. the counter couldn't issue me the air ticket as i was late for check in.. but after a few rounds with my not-so-pleasing spirit.. they let me in..

there was still no time to waste after the custom check.. i ran. walked.. ran .. walked..quite literally squeezing out my last ounce of muscle.. i can tell you.. i never felt this fucked for a long long time. and the day have barely started. luckily, the flight was ok.. but it is also when i realised that my watch has failed.. quite completely screwed i must say.

by the time i reached cambodia.. there was just no mood to work any more.. i've used up all my energy and spirit..